THE  UNIVERSITY  OF 

NORTH  CAROLINA 

LIBRARY 


THE  WILMER  COLLECTION 

OF  CIVIL  WAR  NOVELS 

PRESENTED  BY 

RICHARD  H.  WILMER,  JR. 


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A  CONFEDERATE  FAIRY  STORY. 


"Written    by    a    Lady    of    Warrenton,    Va. 


WARRENTON,  VA. 


Entered  according  to  act  of  Congress  in  the  year  ]8C9,  by  R.  "VT.  I'ay.nk 
in  the  Clerk's  office  of  the  United  States  District  Court  for  the  District  oi 
Virginia. 


PRINTED  AT 

THE  SUN"  BOOK  AST)  JOB  OFFICE, 

BALTIMORE,  MD. 


TO  THE 

CHILDREN    OF    THE    SOUTH 

WHO  SUFFERED 

DURING  THE  LATE  WAR, 

THIS  LITTLE  BOOK 

IS    DEDICATED., 


603191 


INTRODUCTION 


The  Pkincess  of  the  Moox. 


Dear  Little  Southern  Beaders  : 

When  we  wish  to  amuse  children,  we  create,  in  our 
imagination,  a  race  of  beings  called  u Fairies"  and  cause 
them  to  accomplish  as  many  wonderful  things  as  possible. 
This  was  my  occupation,  for  the  pleasure  and  happiness  of 
my  little  ones,  when  sitting  before  a  cheerful,  hickory  fire 
one  chilly  November  evening. 

It  was  a  few  months  after  the  close  of  the  war,  and  I  was 
a    guest  at   '-Mecca."*    a   beautiful   Virginia    home,    (tin- 


in  Warrcnton. 


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war  had  deprived  me  of  my  own,)  and  on  that  evening 
my  feelings  were  particularly  sad  from  brooding  over  the 
sufferings  of  our  dear  Southern  people,  when  my  reveries 
were  interrupted  by  a  bevy  of  dear  bare-footed  little  rebels. 
who,  without  ceremony,  surrounded  me  and  begged  for  a 
Fairy  Story.  Of  course  I  could  net  resist  their  entreaties; 
so.  after  assuring  them  that,  in  reality,  there  exist  no  such 
creatures  as  Fairies,  I  drew  upon  my  fancy  for  the  following 
story. 

Dear  children,  we  have  not  a  Fairy  to  watch  over  us.  but 
a  Father  in  Heaven,  who  pities  our  sunny  land,  and  mani- 
fests Himself  to  us  in  our  afflictions.  He  places  as  in  a 
••palace  of  purification,"  much  more  beautiful  than  the  one 
inhabited  by  Randolph,  for  ours  is  this  bright  world,  filled 
with  furniture  more  dazzling  than  any  made  by  the  hands  of 
man  ;  the  flowers,  the  birds,  the  hills  and  vales ;  the  silvery 
streams,  blue  sky  and  glorious  sun  ;  the  stars,  and  that  lus- 
trous silver  lamp,  the  moon;  —  what  palace  ever  possessed 
such  Heavenlv  ornaments  as  these  \     But  let  us  remember 


rhat,  with  all  its  beauty,  our  world,  like  Randolph's  prison, 
is  only  one  of  probation,  to  prepare  and  purify  us  for  the 
eternal  mansion,  where  the  flowers  will  not  fade,  nor  all  that 
is  bright  and  beautiful  perish.  Here  we  are  to  learn  and 
practice  virtue— which,  like  the  Fairy's  violets,  will  become 
jewels  to  adorn  our  crowns  in  Heaven.  And  when  om 
Father  wills  that  we  should  suffer  through  the  wickedness  of 
others,  we  must  remember  all  the  time  that  it  is  He  who 
afflicts  us,  and  then  we  shall  feel  less  resentment  against  the 
instruments  of  His  wrath. 

I  speak  especially  to  you,  little  sufferers  of  the  South,  who 
during  the  war  waged  against  us  endured  hunger  and  cold ; 
were  made  homeless  and  fatherless.  How  well  you  remem- 
ber that  chilly  night,  when  driven  from  your  homes  bv 
brutal  soldiers  —  the  burning,  the  horrors  which  ensued ;  — 
you,  poor  little  wanderers  from  Atlanta,  and  children  oi 
burning  Columbia ;  you,  starving  ones,  whose  tears  for  bread 
broke  many  a  widowed  mother's  heart;  you,  shivering  ones. 
who  watched  the  contents  of  your  scanty  wardrobes  with 


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tearful  eyes  as  they  were  torn  and  scattered  to  the  winds  and 
flames.     That  Sunday  frock!  how  you  grasped  the  treasure 

and  bogged  it  might  be  .spared.     Alas!  the  torch  lighted  and 

lined  it  even  in  the  sanctuary  of  your  arms.     Ah ! 

recollect  all  these  scenes  well — too  wellj  hut  remember 

dear  children,  it  was  God  who  willed  it  all.     You,  little  sun 

of  the  brave  papa,  whose  last  words,  on  leaving  for  the  war, 

:   ••  Protect   thy   mother  and   sisters,   my   boy."     How 

bitter  the  torture  that  bound  thee,  hand  and  foot,  whilst  thy 

sisters  were  insulted  and  thy  mother  weeping.     Thou  cansr 

not  yet  think  that  Heaven  willed  this.     I  see  thee  shake  thy 

head;  thy  tears  of  indignation  return,  and  thou  feel'st  in  thy 

a  desire  for  revenge.     Ah!  it  was  a  cruel  shock  to  thy 

young  nature,  trained  to  chivalry  from  thy  cradle.     Let  me 

point  thee  to  the  only  comfort  left  us.     Turn  thy  gaze  above 

when  recalling  that  sorrow  of  the  past ;  ever  look  up  to  Him 

who  permitted  thy  grief,  and  He  will  yet  pour  the  balm  of 

olation  into  thy  wounded  soul. 

But  I  will  tire  my  little  readers  if  I  attempt  to  describe 


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each  one's  sufferings.  A  record  lias  already  been  made  of 
them,  and  at  the  great  day  of  justice  the  sorrows,  as  well  as 
the  crimes  of  every  one,  will  he  made  manifest. 

That  the  angels  who  watched  over  our  brave  land  during 
the  unequal  struggle  may  have  borne  your  tears  and  prayers 
to  Heaven,  where  you  will  find  them  changed  into  bright 
crowns,  is  the  heartfelt  prayer  offered  for  each  one  of  you 

by  THE  AUTHOKESS. 


THE 

PRINCESS  OF  THE  MOON. 


CHAPTER  I. 


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T  was  after  the  dreadful  struggle  between 
North  and  South  that  a  poor  Confede- 
rate soldier  wandered  in  a  wood  near 
the  ruins  of  his  once  splendid  home. 

He  had  been  indulging  his  grief  at  the  graves 
of  his  fond  parents,  recalling  the  proud  day 
when  he  had  buckled  on  his  sword  in  defense  of 
his  native  land,  his  mother's  last  embrace,  his 
aged  father's  blessing,  and  his  own  promise  to 


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return  and  brighten  their  declining  years  with 
the  laurels  of  victory  and  liberty. 

But  alas!  how  different  from  his  sanguine 
anticipation  was  the  reality!  And  now,  as  he 
thought  of  his  bitter  disappointment,  and  gazed 
upon  the  blackened  ruins  of  his  once  beautiful 
home,  deep  anguish  filled  his  heart.  Raising 
his  tearful  eyes  Heavenward,  the  moon's  pensive 
rays  fell  upon  his  face  with  unusual  brilliancy, 
causing  him  to  exclaim,  "Ah!  had  I  wings,  how 
gladly  would  I  seek  shelter  on  your  distant, 
peaceful  shores,  sweet  moon."  Instantly  a 
shadowy  mist  surrounded  him,  and  through  this 
cloud  he  beheld  a  female  of  exquisite  beauty.  Pg* 
A  crescent  of  precious  stones  rested  upon  her  ^cl 
head,  from  which  fell  a  long  veil  of  silver  gauze, 


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so  completely  enveloping  her  that  he  could  only 
catch  a  glimpse  of  her  robe  beneath.  This 
seemed  to  be  of  dark  blue  velvet,  embroidered 
in  jewels  to  represent  stars. 

"I  am  the  Fairy  of  the  Moon,"  said  she,  "and 
having  witnessed  your  grief 'I  desire  to  serve 
you.     What  would  you  have!" 

The  soldier  fell  upon  his  knees  and  promised 
to  be  her  most  faithful  servant  until  death  if  she 
would  only  transport  him  to  her  dominions,  as 
life  in  a  conquered  land  had  become  to  him  a 
burden.  The  gentle  Fairy  smiled,  and  stamping 
her  foot  upon  a  rock,  a  beautiful  white  horse, 
magnificently  caparisoned,  immediately  sprang 
forth. 

"You  will  find  every  thing  there  for  a  long 


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journey,"  she  said,  pointing  to  the  horse.    "Make 

good  use  of  the  powers  I  give  you,  and  you  shall 
have  my  protection;  but  I  warn  you  not  to  fall 
to  return  to  this  rock,  on  the  first  day  of  every 
month,  to  express  your  gratitude  for  my  munifi- 
cence. The  name  of  your  horse  is  Hope ;  and 
whenever  you  wish  to  ascend,  descend,  or  stop 
on  your  journey,  you  have  only  to  call  "Hope." 
Should  you,  however,  forget  me1  or  neglect  to 
visit  me  at  this  spot,  you  will  in  turn  forget  the 
name  of  your  horse,  and  be  unable  to  control 
his  movements.  In  this  I  require  the  implicit 
obedience  of  those  I  serve.  And  now  farewell; 
mount  and  leave  this  land  which  I  have  watched 
over  in  its  prosperity,  and  now  mourn  over  in 
its  desolation.     Yes,  young  man,  I  saw  the  torch 


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applied  to  your  home,  and  witnessed  your 
noble  father's  last  moments  on  the  night  lie  was 
turned,  sick  and  suffering,  from  his  own  roof. 

I  alone  heard  the  blessings  and  last  words  he 
left  for  you.     The  next  morning,  when  his  body 
was  found  by  his  neighbors,  they  wondered  that 
the  dew  upon  his  face  and  hair  emitted  the  odor 
<>f  violets  :  they  knew  not  that  I  had  wept  over 
him,  and  the  perfume  of  my  tears  never  departs. 
Thus  I  became  your  father's  mourner  and  your 
friend— and  if  you  prove  worthy  I  have  many 
favors   in    store   for   you.      Depart  in   peace.'* 
Saying    this,    she    disappeared    in    the    same 
shadowy  mist  which  at  first  surrounded  her. 

Randolph  (for  this  was  the  soldier's  name) 
inspected  his  noble  steed,  finding  a  pair  of  snow 


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white  wings  under  his  flowing  mane,  and  pro- 
visions and  clothing  stored  in  golden  cases  in 
the  saddle.  He  immediately  mounted  and  ex- 
claimed, "Hope!"  when,  to  his  delight,  the 
wings  gracefully  spread  themselves,  and  he 
found  himself  flying  rapidly  through  the  air; 
and  what  was  most  remarkable,  he  possessed  the 
power  of  seeing  through  space  into  the  interior 
of  the  houses  and  cities  he  passed.  Day  was 
now  breaking,  and  he  frequently  called  Hope  to 
stop,  that  he  might  enjoy  the  views  of  the  differ- 
ent countries  and  beautiful  cities  over  which  he 
hovered;  and  sometimes  he  descended  to  take  a 
closer  view  of  the  interior.  His  own  desolate 
land  he  could  not  gaze  upon  without  tears,  for 
he  beheld  misery  and  want  in  all  directions. 


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He  saw  the  twenty  thousand  that  had  been 
driven  from  one  fair  city,  living  in  stables, 
barns,  &c.  &c;  and  some  even  without  this  poor 
shelter;*  another  twenty  thousand  dwelling 
among  the  blackened  ruins  of  their  once  beaute- 
ous town — the  Eden  of  Carolina.! 

Then  he  viewed  the  homes  of  the  conquerors, 
abounding  in  plenty,  and  decked  in  the  spoils 
they  had  so  cruelly  acquired.  The  sight  had 
such  a  sickening  effect,  particularly  as  in  one 
place  he  found  his  own  old  family  plate  adorning 
a  festive  board,  that  his  senses  became  confused 
— and  but  for  the  outstretched  wings  of  Hope 
lie  would  have  fallen.  On  recovering  himself, 
he  determined  to  continue  his  upward  course, 

*Atlanta.  fColumbia. 

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without  further  delay — and  lie  commanded  Hope 
to  bear  him  at  once  to  his  destination,  and  in  a 
short  time  lie  arrived  safely  in  the  moon.  He 
then  alighted  and  commenced  to  survey  his  new 
home.  The  air  Burrounding  tin's  new  world  had 
upon  him  a  most  transporting  effect — it  being 
soft,  and  yet  exhilarating;  the  zephyrs  made  the 
most  delightful  music  as  they  fanned  the  luxu- 
riant foliage,  while  gentle  showers,  imparting 
the  odor  of  attar-of-roses,  constantly  moistened 
the  earth.  The  flowers  were  the  rarest  and  the 
birds  the  brightest  lie  had  ever  seen.  There 
was  no  night  in  this  sublime  region.  He  soon 
discovered  signs  of  habitation:  and  the  unpre- 
tending cottage,  as  well  as  the  palatial  residence, 
gave  evidence  of  a  happiness  and  peace  which 
was  remarkable. 


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After  wandering  many  days  he  approached  a 
magnificent  palace,  which,  from  its  size  and 
STandeur,  he  knew  must  be  inhabited  by  the 
King;  for  he  had  learned,  on  conversing  with 
the  people,  that  a  King  reigned  over  them  who 
was  both  wise  and  good. 

The  castle  excelled  anything  he  had  ever 
seen.  It  was  of  singular  and  graceful  architect- 
ure, particularly  the  innumerable  towers  that 
surrounded  it;  and  from  whose  lofty  summits 
floated  the  silvery  banner  of  the  moon.  Know- 
ing he  could  not  enter  without  a  special  invita- 
tion from  the  King,  he  did  not  seek  admittance 
into  the  palace;  but,  making  use  of  Hope's 
wings,  he  alighted  in  a  secluded  grotto  within 
the  walls  surrounding  the  royal  grounds.     He 


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spent  several  hours  in  examining  this  wonderful 
spot,  filled  with  beautiful  ponds,  lakes,  woods 
and  meadows.  Verdant  groves  were  traced  by 
silver  streams,  over  which  floated  enchanted  gon- 
dolas of  every  form  and  description.  The  aged 
and  children  formed  the  pleasure  parties  of  tl 
happy  excursions,  and  once  a  week  they  were 
permitted  this  privilege. 

Randolph  was  struck  with  their  kind  and 
pleasing  manners,  and  on  conversing,  discovered 
that  such  was  the  peace  and  content  of  these 
people,  that  they  had  never  heard  of  war,  and 
knew  nothing  of  its  meaning.  His  satisfaction 
was  unbounded  at  the  thought  that  he  was  at 
last  in  a  country  which  would  never  be  con- 
quered, or  even  invaded — that  the  people  were 


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tree  and  happy — their  good  King  seeming  like 
a  loving  father.  He  was  also  informed  of  the 
existence  of  the  Kings  daughter — a  princess  of 
marvelous  beauty;  and  an  intense  longing  and 
determination  to  see  her  possessed  him.  As  the 
grounds  were  many  miles  in  extent  he  had  no 
difficulty  in  concealing  Hope,  and  keeping  at  a 
distance  from  the  castle.  At  last  he  became 
tired,  and  was  just  about  to  throw  himself  upon 
the  soft,  bright  turf,  when  he  caught  a  glimpse 
of  what  seemed  an  angeTs  dream — it  was  too 
beautiful  for  reality,  and  he  was  so  transfixed 
with  achniration  that  he  had  no  power  to  move, 
and  consequently  was  unable  to  avoid  being 
seen  by  the  lovely  creature  who  approached 
him.     On  beholding  him,  her  face  became  suf- 


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fused  with  blushes,  and  she  was  about  to  retreat 
— but  turning  towards  him,  as  with  a  sudden 
thought,  she  exclaimed:  " Should  you  be  seen 
here,  your  death  is  inevitable:  such  must  be  the 
fate  of  any  of  your  sex  who  look  upon  me  before 
my  marriage,  except  the  one  destined  by  my 
grand-mother  to  be  my  husband.  He  is  to 
appear  on  my  eighteenth  birth-day,  but  until 
then  I  am  as  one  dead  to  the  world." 

"Lovely  princess,"  Randolph  replied,  "I  am 
a  wanderer  from  a  distant  w<  rid,  and  a  stranger 
here,  but  a  good  Fair}'  watches  over  and  protects 
me  ;  so  you  need  not  fear.  I  beg  that  you  will 
let  me  have  the  happiness  of  sometimes  beholding 
you."  vShe  assured  him  it  would  be  impossible, 
and  urged  his  instant  flight,  as  they  were  at  that 


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moment  in  the  greatest  danger  of  being  seen  by 
her  grand-mother.  However,  he  persisted  that 
his  friend  who  had  sent  him  to  the  moon  would 
guard  them  both  from  harm,  and  lie  implored 
her  not  to  banish  him  from  her  charming  society. 
Then,  to  touch  her  heart,  he  told  her  the  history 
of  his  life — describing  the  once  happy  and  pros- 
perous land  of  his  birth;  then  the  misery  and 
ruin  brought  upon  his  beloved  people  by  a 
dreadful  war;  last  of  all,  his  own  despoiled 
home,  and  his  meeting  with  the  °x>od  Fairy  who 
had  taken  pity  on  him.  But  he  did  not  tell  how 
she  had  transported  him  to  this  place,  for  he  felt 
lie  ought  not  to  divulge  this  secret  without  first 
consulting  his  benefactress. 

On  concluding  the  sad  narrative  he  discovered 


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the  cheeks  of  the  princess  were  wet  with  tears, 
whereupon  he  again  entreated  to  see  her  occa- 
sionally, lmt  she  only  shook  her  head  in  disap- 
proval, and  replied:  that  as  it  would  certainly 
endanger  his  life,  it  was  best  for  them  to  part — 
she  only  wished  they  had  never  met,  as  she 
feared  even  now  it  might  occasion  his  ruin. 

In  token  of  farewell  she  gave  him  her  hand. 
which  he  fervently  kissed,  and  then  glided  away 
in  the  direction  she  had  come,  leaving  Randolph 
in  distress  and  despair.  He  was  now  alone  with 
Hope,  who  gazed  at  him  in  mute  sympathy,  and 
then  this  trusty  friend  outstretched  his  wings,  as 
if  inviting  his  master  to  mount ;  and  on  his  d<  >ing 
so,  carried  him  far  out  of  sight  of  the  "Castle  of 
Rest,"  as  the  king's  palace  was  called. 


CHAPTER  II. 


M  HE  gentle  motions  of  his  horse  hilled 
our  hero  into  a  peaceful  sleep,  and  on 
awaking  he  found  himself  approaching 
a  gate  of  surpassing  beauty,  and  apparently  of 
massive  silver.  Feeling  curious  to  know  what 
lay  beyond,  he  ordered  Hope  to  halt  while  he 
tried  to  gain  admittance.  He  could  not  open 
the  gate,  but  through  a  small  crevice  he  per- 
ceived an  angel  with  a  drawn  sword,  on  which 
was  inscribed,  in  letters  of  fire,  the  word '"  Par- 
adise."    The  slight  glimpse  he  had  of  the  inte- 


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rior  of  this  exquisite  spot,  and  the  remembrance 
of  the  misfortunes  that  had  been  brought  upon 
him  and  the  world  by  the  disobedience  of  those 
first  parents  for  whose  happiness  so  much  beauty 
had  been  created,  filled  him  with  sadness,  but 
reminded  him  of  his  good  benefactress,  who 
required  him  to  return  to  express  his  gratitude 
at  the  beginning  of  each  month. 

He  suddenly  remembered  that  he  had  scarcely 
time  to  make  the  contemplated  journey,  and  for 
the  first  time  he  felt  glad  that  the  princess  had 
not  permitted  him  to  remain  longer  in  her 
presence,  as  he  might  have  forgotten  the  good 
Fairy's  injunction  until  it  was  too  late.  He  now 
commanded  Hope  to  bear  him  in  all  haste  to 
the  appointed  rendezvous. 


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Many  beautiful  countries  and  enticing  scenes 
attracted  his  gaze,  but  he  resisted  the  temptation 
to  stop  and  admire,  lest  in  the  enjoyment  of 
his  own  pleasuresr  he  should  forget  the  Fairy's 
command.  Finally  the  picture  of  his  own  sad 
land  was  again  in  sight,  hut  he  dared  not  linger 
as  he  had  only  a  few  moments  left  in  which  to 
reach  the  enchanted  rock.  As  he  drew«near  he 
beheld  his  kind  friend  awaiting  him.  She 
greeted  him  joyfully,  for  her  delight  that  he 
had  come  in  time,  was  very  great.  "I  would 
rather  bless  than  afflict  you,"  she  exclaimed, 
4 'therefore  in  future  do  not  risk  my  displeasure; 
partake  of  the  pleasures  I  allow  you  in  modera- 
tion, and  you  will  never  forget  to  return  on  the 
appointed  day.1' 


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Saying  this,  she  motioned  him  to  a  rustic  sent 
near  by,  and  threw  back  her  silver  veil,  when  a 

pair  of  lustrous,  mistftd,  dark  eyes  beamed  upon 
him  with  gentle  kindness.  "My  object  in  sum- 
moning you  here*  she  said,  uis  not  only  to  ex- 
act obedience,  but  also  to  bestow  upon  you  still 
greater  favors."  Randolph  gazed  fondly  upon 
his  benefactress,  and  promised  to  return,  in 
future,  a  day  or  two  before  the  appointed  time, 
and  thus  avoid  all  risk  of  delay.  The  fairy  then 
raised  her  wand,  and  immediately  a  beautiful, 
clear  lake  sprang  forth  at  their  feet.  Its  waters, 
like  a  mirror,  reflected  the  enchanted  bower  of 
the  moon  in  which  Randolph  had  met  the  princess. 
He  now  beheld  her  again  standing  near  the  spot 
where  they  had  parted.     Her  face  was  pale  and 


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sad.  She  approached  the  tree  against  which  he 
had  leaned  when  talking  to  her,  and  to  his 
delight  he  saw  her  imprint  a  kiss  upon  the  rough 
bark.  By  this  he  knew  she  was  thinking  of 
him.  But  what  was  his  astonishment  to  behold 
at  the  same  moment  the  part  her  sweet  lips  had 
touched  fall  from  the  tree,  and  in  its  place  a 
golden  case  appear  containing  a  likeness  of  him- 
self! And  now  he  knew  how  he  was  beloved 
by  witnessing  the  joy  of  his  adored  princess.. 
Unconscious  that  his  gaze  was  upon  her,  she 
poured  forth  her  feelings  in  tears  of  joy,  pressed 
the  picture  to  her  lips,  and  then  placed  it  near 
her  heart.  This  sight  filled  him  with  such  hap- 
piness that  he  was  on  the  point  0f  mounting 
Hope  and  flying  to  the  moon,  when  the  Fairy's 


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sweet  voice  again  arrested  his  attention.  "Be 
cautions"  she  said,  "how  you  intrude  upon  the 
solitude  to  which  her  grand-mother  has  con- 
demned her.  Had  any  other  young  man  pre- 
sented himself  in  the  enchanted  bower  as  you 
have  done,  he  would  have  been  punished  with 
instant  death;  but  I  watched  over  and  saved 
you.  That  lovely  creature  is  destined  for  a 
husband  of  her  grand-mother's  choice.  It  is  my 
desire  that  you  should  be  selected,  and  I  will 
assist  you  on  condition  you  continue  to 
obey  my  order,  by  returning  at  the  appointed 
time,  to  this  place  to  express  your  thanks.  But 
remember  that  punishment  awaits  those  who 
disobey  me." 

Transported  with  delight  at  the  idea  of  again 


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meeting  the  princess,  and  of  being  able  to  assnre 
her  of  the  protection  of  the  Fairy,  he  fell  at  the 
feet  of  his  friend,  and  whilst  he  was  j>ouring 
forth  his  gratitude  in  the  most  affectionate  terms, 
she  disappeared.  Mounting  his  faithful  steed, 
Randolph  was,  in  an  incredibly  short  time,  car- 
ried to  a  thick  wood  near  the  enchanted  bower 
of  the  Palace  of  Rest.  Concealing  Hope, 
he  proceeded  on  foot  to  find  the  princess.  Un- 
conscious of  his  presence,  she  was  sighing  and 
grieving  as  she  sadly  gazed  upon  the  likeness 
clasped  in  her  hands;  but  when  she  saw  her 
lover  in  person  at  her  feet,  her  whole  counte- 
nance became  transformed.  It  was  like  the  sun 
breaking  through  the  clouds  on  a  rainy  day. 
Her  golden  curls  fell  in  graceful  profusion  over 


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her  neck  and  shoulders;  her  soft  In-own  ey< 
moment  before  so  mournful,  now  beamed  upon 
him  with  bewitching  light;  her  ruby  lips 
wreathed  in  enchanting  smiles  around  teeth  that 
rivaled  the  rarest  pearl;  while  her  pale  cheeks 
became  instantly  suffused  with  the  tint  of  the 
rarest  rose. 

Randolph,  unable  to  resist  such  charms,  im- 
mediately gave  expression  to  the  devotion  he 
felt,  and  declared  he  could  not  survive  separa- 
tion from  her.  He  then  told  her  of  his  visit  to 
the  good  Fairy,  and  of  the  protection  she  had 
promised  them,  and  begged  the  princess  to 
return  his  love  without  fear.  It  was  impossible 
to  resist  such  entreaties,  and  the  princess  by  her 
drooping  eyes  and   blushing  cheeks  confessed 


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what  her  timid  lips  could  scarcely  utter.  And 
now  this  happy  pair  passed  several  horns  of 
each  day  in  sweet  communion  with  each  other, 
rambling  through  the  groves  and  shades  of  the 
Palace  of  Rest.  But  Randolph  became  impatient 
to  have  his  fate  decided,  so  he  determined  on  an 
expedient.  He  learned  that  the  king  had  a 
great  passion  for  music,  and  that  aged  musicians 
were  permitted  to  enter  the  palace  when  all 
others  of  the  sex  were  excluded.  Now  Randolph 
was  a  proficient  in  this  accomplishment,  so  he 
procured  a  white  wig,  and  having  completely 
disguised  his  face,  presented  himself  at  the 
palace  and  was  without  difficulty  admitted  into 
the  presence  of  the  king.  This  imposing 
monarch  sat  on  a  throne  of  gold  inlaid  with 
3 


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precious  stones,  and  though  pride  was  marked 
upon  his  noble  countenance,  it  was  softened  by 
an  expression  of  kindness  and  benevolence. 

The  queen  and  their  daughter  were  also 
present,  and  when  Randolph  gazed  upon  his 
adored  princess,  the  effect  of  her  resplendent 
charms  was  almost  too  great  for  his  presence  of 
mind.  He  dared  not  trust  himself  to  look  a 
second  time,  lest  he  should  be  unable  to  exer 
cise  his  musical  powers  for  the  pleasure  of  the  king. 
He  commenced  at  once,  and  having  finished 
his  first  efforts,  he  noticed  that  the  king  seemed 
much  gratified,  and  to  the  great  delight  of  our 
disguised  troubadour,  desired  to  speak  with  him. 
He  made  many  inquiries  of  his  name,  country,* 
destination,  &c,  and  seeming  much  interested, 


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Randolph  determined  to  give  him  a  portion  of 
his  History,  concealing  of  course  the  means  used 
by  the  Fairy  to  transport  him  to  the  moon. 

The  king  was  very  just,  and  when  he  had 
heard  from  Randolph  of  the  terrible  war  in 
which  his  countrymen  had  been  engaged,  of  the 
many  sufferings  they  had  endured  before  being 
overpowered  by  countless  hordes  of  a  meddling, 
peddling  race,  called  "Yankees,'1  his  face 
darkened  with  indignation.  "Remain  in  my 
palace,"  said  he  to  Randolph,  "I  should  like 
to  know  more  of  your  poor,  stricken  land. 
You  shall  become  one  of  my  household,  and 
teach  the  princess  your  beautiful  accomplish- 
ment, in  which  you  excel  any  one  I  have  ever 
heard  in  my  own  land."     Randolph  was  almost 


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overcome  with  delight,  and  the  agitation  of  his 
feelings  added  much  to  the  pathos  and  tender- 
ness of  his  next  song — "The  Conquered  Banner." 
When  he  had  finished  it,  the  eves  of  even  the 
stern  old  king  were  glistening  with  tears,  and 
the  princess  was  obliged  to  leave  the  room. 


CHAPTER  III. 

ND  now  Randolph  was  established  at 
the  castle  as  one  of  the  household,  and 
when  not  engaged  with  the  king,  or 
teaching  and  making  love  to  the  princess,  he 
amused  himself  inspecting  the  interior  of  this 
grand  and  wonderful  structure.  It  excelled  his 
most  brilliant  expectations,  being  a  little  world 
within  itself,  and  evidently  not  built  by  the 
hands  of  man.  Discovering 'that  all  this  gran- 
deur was  the  work  of  a  powerful  fairy  who> 
presided  over  the  destiny  of  his  household,  he- 


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understood  why  it  was  that  the  king  obeyed  so 
implicitly  the  grand-mother's  injunctions  regard- 
ing the  princess.  In  his  moments  of  solitude  his 
heart  failed,  lest  he  should  be  discovered  and 
banished  from  the  society  of  his  beloved,  but  the 
remembrance  of  his  own  good  Fairy's  promise 
encouraged  and  reassured  him. 

It  is  inrpossible  to  imagine  the  magnificence, 
taste  and  comfort  presented  to  Randolph  as  he 
wandered  through  this  grand  old  castle. 

The  entrance  hall  was  a  mile  in  circumference, 
and  in  its  centre  a  fountain  sent  forth,  with 
sparkling  jets  of  water,  delightful  music — which 
on  the  arrival  of ■ guests,  would  be  gay  and 
rejoicing,  but  sad  and  mournful  on  their  de- 
parture.    Statues  made  of  rare  and  wonderful 


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stone  and  metal  were  arranged  in  graceful 
groups,  and  represented  the  virtues  most  admired 
by  the  king.  In  this  hall  the  walls  were  of 
azure,  bespangled  with  stars  of  silver,  and  the 
ceiling  was  a  magnificent  picture  of  the  joys  of 
heaven.  Delicious  perfumes  were  constantly 
sprinkled  by  invisible  hands,  and  the  floors 
seemed  to  reflect,  as  a  mirror,  exquisite  flowers 
of  every  shape  and  hue.  Doors  around  the  hall 
opened  into  the  various  apartments,  too  numer- 
ous and  beautiful  to  describe.  On  one  side  a 
balcony  overlooked  the  " Giotto  of  Silence," 
whose  refreshing  shades  were  never  disturbed  by 
any  one  but  the  king  himself. 

As  it  would  fill  volumes  to  give  an  accurate 
description  of  this  enchanted  palace,  which  sur- 


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passed  anything  ever  seen  or  heard  of,  I  will 
now  continue  my  story  and  relate  how  our 
friend  Randolph,  in  the  enjoyment  of  his 
pleasures,  lost  all  recollection  of  his  kind  bene- 
factress. The  day  arrived  for  their  meeting,  but 
the  Fairy  waited  in  vain  at  the  appointed  spot 
until,  unable  to  restrain  her  impatience,  she 
touched  the  rock  with  her  wand,  and  the  lake 
again  appeared,  in  which  was  reflected  the 
Castle  of  Rest.  Seated  by  the  side  of  the 
princess,  Randolph  was  apparently  forgetful  of 
everything  save  his  own  happiness.  He  was  at 
that  moment  singing  one  of  his  sweetest  songs, 
and  the  princess  was  gazing  sadly  upon  him,  for 
she  knew  that  the  time  was  fast  approaching 
when  they  must  part  forever,   as    her   grand- 


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mother's  favorite  was  to  appear  on  her  eighteenth 
birth-day,  which  was  close  at  hand.  Notwith- 
standing the  apparent  difficulties,  oivr  hero  had 
determined  to  act  the  honorable  part  of  informing 
the  king  of  his  true  age  and  circumstances, 
trusting  to  his  good  Fairy's  promises,  and  the 
affection  he  knew  the  king  entertained  for  him. 
Sadly  the  gentle  Fairy  surveyed  the  picture  in 
the  crystal  lake,  and  commenced  to  weep,  for 
she  well  knew  that  Randolph's  forgetfulness  of 
herself  would  bring  trouble  upon  the  happy 
pair,  in  spite  of  her  affection  for  them.  "Ah!" 
thought  she,  "if  he  would  only  come  to  me  all 
would  yet  be  right,  and  my  poor  grand-daughter 
saved  much  sorrow."  (The  reader  has  no  doubt 
surmised   that   Randolph's  good  Fairy   and   the 


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pr'nicess'  (fraud-mother  were  one  and  the  same.) 
She  mourned  and  grieved  in  vain,  for  Randolph 
was  oblivious  of  everything  but  the  princess. 

At  last  day  dawned  and  she  departed,  leaving 
the  ground  wet  with  her  tears,  from  which 
sprang  a  bed  of  fragrant  violet >. 

In  the  meanwhile  Randolph  opened  his  heart 
to  the  good  old  king,  told  his  unbounded  love 
for  his  daughter,  and  the  deception  it  had  driven 
him  to  practice,  and  how  the  promises  of  ihe 
Fairy  had  encouraged  him  to  hope  for  success. 
But  as  dearly  as  the  king  loved  him,  he  dared 
not  disobey  the  wishes  of  the  grand-mother,  and 
with  sad  heart  he  gave  orders  that  his  favorite 
musician  should  die  at  sunset,  and  for  the  first 
time  sorrow  and  distress  reigned  throughout  the 
Castle  of  Rest, 


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The  grief  of  the  poor  princess  was  so  great 
that  her  life  was  despaired  of.  Randolph  pre- 
ferred death  to  separation  from  her,  and  there- 
fore came  forth  with  seeming  cheerfulness,  at 
the  appointed  hour,  to  the  place  of  execution. 


CHAPTER  IV. 

AXDOLDPH'S  only  request  was  to  bid 
farewell  to  Hope,  and  as  no  one  knew 
the  secret  connected  with  the  horse,  his 
desire  was  gratified.  He  embraced  his  faithful 
steed,  and  speaking  to  him  as  to  a  friend,  he 
begged  him  to  remain  with  his  beloved  princess, 
and  to  be  to  her  the  trusty  friend  he  had  always 
been  to  him.  The  scene  was  so  touching  that 
there  was  a  murmur  of  sympathy  tlirougli  the 
crowd.  Suddenly  Randolph  perceived  a  gleam 
of  encouragement  in  Hope's  eyes,  and  he  ex- 


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claimed  imploringly  to  the  king,   "Permit  me, 
sire,    to   take  a  farewell   ride  on   my  beloved 
horse  in  your  presence,  in  front  of  the  Castle." 
The  king  consented,  and  when  Randolph  had 
mounted   he    called  in  a  loud   voice   "Hope," 
when  to  the  amazement  of  all  present,  white 
wings  appeared  and   he   was   borne   with   the 
swiftness  of  an  arrow  high  into  the  air.      His 
cloak   and  wig  fell  at  the  same  instant  at  the 
feet  of  the  king,  who  in  wonder  and  astonish- 
ment gazed  at  the  handsome  youth,  and  then 
with    a   joyful    countenance    exclaimed,    "my 
good   people,  I   have  just  discovered  that  our 
friend  is  the  youth  intended  by  the  Fairy  as  the 
husband  of  my  daughter.     Fool  that  I  was,  not 
to  make  him   cast   aside  his   disguise  before  I 


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passed  sentence  upon  him,  for  the  Fairy  gave 
me  a  picture  to  enable  me  to  recognize  my  in- 
tended son-in-law.  Alas!  I  fear  my  oversight 
will  bring  upon  all  of  us  her  indignation."  Then 
he  ordered  his  people  to  call  out  to  Randolph 
that  he  should  not  die,  but  to  return  and  marry 
the  princess.  Though  Randolph  heard  their 
cries  and  seemed  to  understand  them  he 
continued  to  rise  higher  and  higher  until  he 
altogether  disappeared.  By  this  the  king 
knew  that  his  want  of  discretion  had  offended 
the  Fairy,  and  he  mournfully  repaired  to  the 
Grotto  of  Silence,  where  no  one  dared  follow. 
It  was  in  this  place  that  the  grand-mother 
always  met  him  when  she  wished  to  communi- 
cate her  wishes,  and  on  this  occasion  he  found 


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her  with  displeasure  marked  upon  her  counte- 
nance. "I  deserve  your  condemnation  for  my 
unjust  sentence/'  he  exclaimed,  "but  let  my 
desire  of  implicit  obedience  to  your  command, 
plead  my  cause."  "Oh!  king-,"  she  replied, 
"let  this  sad  lesson  teach  you  never  to  be  hasty 
in  your  judgments,  as  appearances  too  often 
deceive  even  the  wisest  and  best,  You  should 
have  sought  assistance  and  light  from  me  to 
guide  you  in  this  important  matter."  So  say- 
ing, she  left  him  to  reflect  on  the  sad  occur- 
rences of  the  day. 

To  return  to  Randolph.  I  have  said  that  he 
heard  and  understood  the  cries  of  the  people, 
and  knew  that  the  king  had  relented  and  deter- 
mined to  allow  him  to  marry  his  daughter,  so 


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he  resolved  to  descend  at  once,  but  to  Ins 
amazement  lie  conld  not  think  of,  much  less  call 
the  name  of  his  horse.  Suddenly  the  Fairy's 
command  and  threat  flashed  across  his  mind, 
and  knowing  that  the  time  for  their  meeting  had 
passed,  he  felt  that  he  must  suffer  the  fatal  con- 
sequences of  his  neglect.  Grief  and  remorse  at 
his  forgetfulness  of  so  good  a  friend,  overcame 
him  to  such  a  degree  that  he  fell  into  a  swoon 
which  lasted  two  days. 

On  recovering,  he  found  himself  still  swiftly 
ascending  and  passing  by  innumerable  beautiful 
worlds  without  even  the  comfort  of  enjoying  the 
pictures  they  presented — for  the  power  of  calling 
Hope  was  still  denied  him.  At  last  he  saw  in 
the   distance   a   magnificent    gate,    resting    on 


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clouds  of  azure,  tipped  with  gold.  Above  this 
gate,  in  glittering  letters,  formed  of  precious 
stones,  appeared  the  word  Heaven,  around 
which  bright  angels  were  hovering  and  making 
music  with  their  wings.  Hope  could  proceed  no 
further,  and  Randolph's  grief  was  only  increased 
at  thus  finding  himself  just  outside  of  the  gate 
of  Heaven,  with  no  power  to  enter. 

Soon  an  angel  of  surpassing  beauty  ap- 
proached, bearing  in  its  arms  the  soul  of  an 
infant.  Many  other  angelic  spirits  followed  in 
quick  succession,  in  company  with  bright,  piui- 
fied  souls,  about  to  enter  Heaven.  Randolph 
could  read  in  their  faces  the  joy  of  the  guardian 
angels,  that  the  precious  souls  entrusted  to  their 
care  had  been  by  them  safely  conducted  through. 
4 


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a  world  of  snares,  and  were  now  going  to  enjoy 
the  delights  of  eternal  happiness. 

The  jeweled  gate  soon  opened  to  receive  the 
numerous  throng,  and  there  issued  forth  music 
so  exquisite,  and  a  light  so  brilliant,  that  Ran- 
dolph was  thrown  into  an  ecstasy  which  ren- 
dered him  insensible.  In  this  state  he  would 
have  fallen  into  space  but  for  the  outstretched 
wings  of  Hope,  ever  ready  to  sustain  him. 
When  he  became  conscious,  Heaven's  delicious 
melody  still  resounded  in  his  ears;  but  the  gate 
being  half  closed,  the  full  light  no  longer  blinded 
him,  and  he  was  able  to  catch  a  glimpse  of  the 
angel  who  guarded  the  entrance  of  this  blessed 
abode.  This  bright  spirit  seemed  arrayed  in 
rainbows,  and  a  halo  of  glory  surrounded  its 


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head.  It  bore  a  crown  in  its  hand,  as  if  waiting 
to  bestow  it  upon  an  expected  soul.  Across  its 
breast  was  a  sash  of  sunbeams,  on  which  was 
inscribed  in  golden  letters  the  word  "Hope." 
At  this  sight  Randolph  was  transported  with 
joy,  and  calling  on  Hope  with  all  the  strength 
of  his  voice,  he  immediately  began  to  descend. 
After  traveling  through  the  air  for  many  days 
he  perceived  the  welcome  glimmer  of  the  moon's 
silver  beams.  But  he  dared  not  stop  without 
having  first  visited  the  enchanted  rock;  for, 
though  he  had,  of  course,  lost  all  reckoning  of 
time,  still  he  determined  to  atone,  as  much  as 
possible,  for  Ins  former  neglect,  by  hastening 
immediately  to  the  appointed  place.  He  hovered 
for  an  instant  over  the  Castle  of  Rest,  and  his- 


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resolution  not  to  delay  nearly  forsook  him  as  he 
beheld,  reclining  in  the  enchanted  bower,  his 
adored  princess,  apparently  dying.     He  ling 

instant,  and  was  jnst  about  to  risk  every- 
thing and  flv  to  her  side,  when  he  saw  an 
entreating  tear  in  the  eye  of  his  faithful  Hope. 
By  this  sign  lie  knew  that  if  he  stopped,  even 
for  a  short  space  of  time,  he  would  be  too  late 
for  Iris  appointment  with  the  Fairy;  so  with  an 
aching  heart  he  commanded  Hope  to  fly  with 
him  from  temptation. 

At  the  same  moment  the  good  Fairy  was 
watching  his  movements  in  the  Lake  of  Reflec- 
tion. During  his  struggle  between  inclination 
and  duty,  she  closed  her  eyes,  as  if  unwilling 
either  to  gaze  upon  his  sufferings,  or  to  witness 


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his  unfaithfulness  to  her  commands — knowing 
well  that  a  second  disregard  of  her  wishes  would 
cause  him  forever  to  lose  her  care  and  protec- 
tion. In  a  few  moments  lie  appeared  in  her 
presence,  and  unable  longer  to  endure  his  suf- 
ferings, he  fell  fainting  at  her  feet.  Plucking 
the  violets  which  her  tears,  at  his  former  neglect, 
had  occasioned,  she  sprinkled  them  over  his 
prostrate  form,  and  immediately  a  blush  and 
smile  overspread  his  pale  features.  But  before 
he  opened  his  eyes  she  mounted  Hope  and 
new  away,  leaving  him  alone  beside  the 
Lake  of  Reflection.  On  awakening,  as  if 
from  a  horrid  dream,  he  recognized  the 
Fairy's  rendezvous,  and  realized  at  once 
the  full    extent   of  his   misfortunes.       Finding 


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himself  covered  with  fragrant  violets,  which  he 
knew  were  the  tears  of  his  benefactress,  he 
gathered,  and  kissing  them,  placed  these  tokens 
of  her  love  near  his  heart,  determining  never  to 
part  with  them.  At  that  moment  he  beheld  the 
Lake  of  Reflection,  in  which  was  pictured  the 
Castle  of  Rest,  and,  to  his  surprise,  saw  the 
Fairy  borne  within  its  enclosure  on  his  beloved 
Hope.  Now,  that  his  faithful  horse  was  gone, 
he  had  nothing  left  to  remind  him  of  his  good 
Fairv  but  the  violets  and  the  lake.  Gazing  into 
the  crystal  waters  he  beheld  with  astonishment 
the  Fairy,  seated  by  the  side  of  the  princess, 
uttering  words  which  seemed  at  once  to  restore 
the  latter  to  life  and  happiness.  Then  there 
.seemed  great  rejoicing  in  the  moon.     The  great 


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doors  of  the  castle  were  opened,  and  throngs 
came  forth  to  do  honor  to  the  Fairy — who,  to 
Randolph's  amazement,  was  welcomed  and  em- 
braced by  the  king  with  the  utmost  affection. 

At  this  moment  the  lake  disappeared,  and 
there  stood  in  its  place  a  beautiful  house  and 
grounds,  which  Randolph  found,  on  examina- 
tion, to  be  provided  with  every  comfort  and 
luxury ;  but  he  himself  was  deprived  of  all  sense 
of  enjoyment.  As  soon  as  he  possessed  himself 
of  what  he  desired  to  have,  it  assumed  the  shape 
of  something  distasteful  to  him.  Flowers,  when 
gathered  by  him,  turned  into  thorns;  wine  into 
water;  and  every  delicacy,  when  touched,  be- 
came bread;  thus  forcing  him  to  become  satisfied 
with  this  simple  diet     The  house  was  inhabited 


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by  people  who  appeared,  from  a  distance,  to  be 
most  charming  and  agreeable;  but  whenever 
Randolph  approached  them,  they  became  ^<> 
hideous  and  disgusting  that  lie  shrank  away  into 
a  solitude  which  forced  Irim  to  gaze  upon  all 
that  was  delightful  without  the  privilege  of  en- 
joying- anything. 

In  this  place  he  spent  his  time  until  \}iid  day 
again  approached  for  his  meeting  with  the 
Fairy.  In  the  meanwhile  the  bouquet  of  violets 
grew  less  and  less.  Each  day  one  would  disap- 
pear, and  he  would  find  in  its  place,  inscribed 
in  letters  of  diamonds,  on  a  golden  scroll,  the 
name  of  some  virtue — first,  Patience,  then  Char- 
ity, Humility,  Perseverance,  &c,  until  there 
was  but  one  violet  left.     On  the  eve  of  the  day 


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he  was  to  meet  the  Fairy,  that  also  disappeared, 
and  in  its  place  he  found  a  miniature  of  his  kind 
friend,  under  which  was  written  Gratitude. 
Touching  a  spring  in  the  golden  case,  a  picture 
of  the  lovely  princess  was  disclosed,  under 
which  was  inscribed  the  word  Love.  He  now 
felt  convinced  that  his  troubles  were  coming  to 
an  end,  and  that  his  beloved  princess  would  be 
the  reward  of  the  virtues  he  had  learned  to 
practice  in  this  singular  place  of  banishment. 


CHAPTER  V. 

7a1S!  T  last  the  long"  looked  for  day  arrived, 
and  be  hastened  to  meet  the  Fairy,  who 
'soon  appeared,  and,  embracing*  him  with 
joyful  affection,  commanded  him  to  mount  Hope 
and  ascend  to  the  moon,  where  the  king  and  his 
daughter  and  all  the  inhabitants  were  awaiting 
him  with  impatience.  "In  fact,"  she  exclaimed, 
"I  am  the  grand-mother  of  the  princess,  and 
long  ago  destined  you  for  her  husband.  This 
happiness  would  have  been  yours  on  her 
eighteenth  birth-day  had  you  not  disobeyed  my 


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wishes,  thus  forcing  me  to  condemn  you  to  the 
Castle  of  Purification.  Now  you  are  worthy  to 
become  a  subject  of  our  sinless  dominion,  having 
been  purified  from  all  stains  of  earth."  A  touch 
of  her  wand  changed  the  sombre  apparel  he  had 
worn  during  the  days  of  his  probation  into  a 
magnificent  Confederate  uniform.  He  then 
mounted  Hope,  and  in  a  wonderfully  short  time 
found  himself  in  the  moon. 

The  instant  he  appeared  he  was  greeted  with 
the  most  melodious  music,  and  crowds  followed 
him  to  the  Palace  of  Rest.  Randolph's  heart 
beat  with  rapture  when  the  gates  were  opened, 
and  the  king  came  forth  to  meet  him,  "Come, 
my  son,  thy  bride  awaits  thee." 

In  the  festal  hall  stood  the  princess,  radiantly 


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beautiful.  A  veil  of  snowy  gossamer,  spangled 
with  tiny  diamonds,  enveloped  but  did  not  eon- 
eeal  her  lovely  faee.  Upon  her  brow  rested  a 
wreath  of  pearls,  set  in  the  form  of  lilies,  and 
her  dress  of  richest  satin  fell  in  flowing  folds 
around  her  graceful  form.  Lovingly,  though 
timidly,  she  stepped  forward  to  meet  him — but 
language  fails  me  in  portraying  joy  like  theirs. 

After  receiving  the  blessing  of  the  king  and 
queen,  the}-  were  proclaimed  "man  and  wife." 
Thousands  of  trumpets  sounded  forth  the  joyful 
event,  in  the  midst  of  which  they  were  led  to 
the  throne  prepared  for  them. 

As  they  were  receiving  the  congratulations  of 
the  people,  the  festivities  were  suddenly  sus- 
pended by  an  unexpected  event   which  struck 


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terror  into  the  hearts  of  all  beholders.  Hovering 
over  the  castle  were  several  most  singular  look- 
ing objects,  which  in  a  short  time  descended  to 
the  ground.  From  these  curiously  shaped 
affairs  floated  banners  of  red  and  white  stripes, 
and  in  a  few  minutes  a  number  of  individuals 
issued  forth,  carrying  "carpet-bags"  and  "traps" 
of  all  descriptions.  Congratulating  themselves 
upon  their  good  luck  in  discovering  a  new 
country,  which  they  "guessed"  was  going  to 
surpass  "the  best  government  the  world  ever 
saw/'  they  set  to  work  at  once,  and  commenced 
a  survey  of  the  place.  The  new-comers  seemed 
not  the  least  disconcerted  by  the  crowd  of 
peaceful-looking  people  who  gazed  so  wonder- 
ingly  and  calmly  upon  them.    Indeed,  they  made 


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themselves  so  much  at  home,  that  to  a  casual 
observer  they  would  have  appeared  to  be  the 
owners  of  this  fair  country  and  the  natives 
seemed  the  intruders.  The  sudden  cessation  of 
the  music  and  rejoicing  readied  the  hall  where 
Randolph  and  his  bride,  unconscious  of  what 
was  taking  place  outside,  were  receiving  the 
congratulations  and  toasts  of  his  friends  as  the 
honored  Confederate,  the  adopted  Prince,  and 
the  future  King  of  the  Moon.  In  a  few  minutes 
the  death-like  stillness  outside  was  explained,  as 
the  uninvited  guests  appeared  in  the  festal  halL 
But  when  they  saw  a  handsome  Confederate 
soldier  seated  on  a  throne  by  the  side  of  his 
beautiful  bride,  and  the  magnificence  and  pomp 
surrounding  him,  for  the  first  time  they  halted 
and  even  looked  a  little  abashed. 


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x\t  this  moment  one  of  the  party,  whose 
grimaces  and  contortions  had  occasioned  general 
terror,  especially  among  the  children,  rushed 
forward,  exclaiming:  "God  bless  me!  if  here 
aint  Massa  at  last,  'live  and  well  arter  all!"  This 
individual  was  of  entirely  a  different  appearance 
from  the  rest  of  the  party — his  skin  being  black 
and  his  head  woolly — and  as  he  rushed  franti- 
cally towards  Randolph,  whom  he  seized  in  his 
arms,  the  poor  princess  became  so  alarmed  that 
she  fell  into  a  swoon,  causing  for  awhile  great 
confusion  and  dismay.  Meantime  the  guests 
whose  presence  had  caused  such  consternation, 
made  themselves  perfectly  at  home;  but  the 
people,  perceiving  that  the  woolly  head  appeared 
to  be  a  friend  of  their  new  prince,  restrained 


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their  impatience  until  he  should  explain  the 
meaning  of  what  they  saw.     He  rose  from  his 

throne  and  addressed  them  tints:  "My  illustrious 
king  and  father;  my  beloved  adopted  citizens. — 
this  singular  individual  (pointing  to  the  grinning 
darkey)  was  an  old  and  trust)  servant  belonging 
to  my  fathers  household,  and  one  to  whom  I 
am  greatly  attached.  He  heard  that  an  expedi- 
tion was  forming  to  survey  the  moon,  and  having 
dreamed  that  he  should  find  me  here,  he  was 
induced  to  join  the  party  in  hopes  of  realizing 
his  wishes.  After  setting  out,  he  discovered 
that  the  adventurers  wrere  the  very  persons  who 
had  burned  down  and  driven  from  my  home  my 
aged  parents/1  At  this  moment  the  exploring 
party  commenced  to  run,  dropping  in  their  haste 


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their  carpet-bags,  from  which  fell  numerous 
valuable  articles — "spoons"  predominating.  The 
good  old  darkey  clapped  his  hands  delightedly, 
crying,  "hurrah!  Massa!  dem's  yourn.  I  seed 
um  steal  urn,  but  dar'nt  say  a  word.  Poor  old 
Massa!  God  bress  him — was  a  dying,  and  no 
one  but  me  to  take  him  out  of  the  flames !  "* 

The  surveyors  reached  their  balloons  (their 
means  of  conveyance)  without  molestation,  for 
as  I  have  before  said,  the  people  of  the  moon 
were  a  peaceful  race,  and  the  Fairy  alone  exer- 
cised the  prerogative  of  justice.  She  stood  there 
awaiting  them,  her  face  glowing  with  indigna- 
tion as  she  exclaimed:  "Ah!  I  have  caught  you 

*In  Selma,  during  the  late  war,  an  old  man  was  burned  to  death  in 
his  own  house  by  Yankee  soldiers,  no  faithful  darkey  being  near  to 
rescue  him  from  the  flames. 


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at  last,  demons  of  cruelty,  and  I  have  now  the 
power  to  punish  you,  which  I  had  not  outside 
of  my  own  dominions."  Touching  the  balloons 
with  her  wand,  they  were  instantly  transformed 
into  hideous  dragons,  which  at  once  surrounded 
their  unhappy  victims.  Then  she  summoned 
Randolph  to  appear  and  pronounce  sentence 
upon  them;  but  this  noble  youth,  who  had 
learned,  in  the  Palace  of  Purification,  to  know 
and  love  virtue,  begged  her,  in  honor  of  his 
wedding  day,  to  release  them,  saying,  "  Beloved 
benefactress,  did  you  not  forgive  me  my  base 
ingratitude?  Permit  me,  then,  to  restrain  my 
vengeance,  even  though  these  enemies  have 
driven  me  from  my  home  and  deprived  me  of 
every  earthly  consolation.     Through  the  sorrow 


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they  have  brought  on  me,  I  have  learned 
Charity,  whose  sublime  lessons  are  only  taught 
in  the  school  of  adversity.  It  is  there  we  learn 
that  life  would  become  insupportable  if  fellow- 
creatures  do  not  assist  and  encourage  each  other. 
Behold,"  he  continued,  his  face  beaming  with 
love,  "my  mother's  gentle  spirit  pleads  for  these 
sinners ; "  and  he  held  up  to  their  view  a  minia- 
ture, under  the  lovely  face  of  which,  formed  in 
letters  of  precious  stones,  were  these  words: — 
"  Blessed  are  the  merciful,  for  they  shall  obtain 
mercy."  "This  is  a  valued  tribute,  presented 
my  father  by  the  citizens  of  my  native  town  in 
gratitude  for  his  charity  during  a  terrible  pesti- 
lence, when  he  and  my  pious  mother  opened 
their  doors,  their  hearts  and  their  purses  to  the 


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suffering.  I  found  this  priceless  relic  just  now 
among  the  ill-gotten  goods  dropped  so  hurriedly 
by  the  intruders.  It  is  prized  above  all  treasures, 
and  comes  to  bless  my  wedding-day,  and  give 
the  poor  Confederate  soldier  a  suitable  offering 
for  his  bride."  Turning  towards  her,  and 
throwing  the  chain  around  her  neck,  he  softly 
whispered,  "  Accept,  beloved  one,  this  my  only 
possession,  but  it  is  worthy  even  of  a  princess, 
for  it  is  my  mother's  face  come  to  bless  our 
union."  The  radiance  of  a  rainbow  surrounded 
them,  and  seemed  to  have  the  effect  of  softening 
the  hearts  of  all  within  reach  of  its  rays — for  not 
only  did  the  face  of  the  Fairy  assume  its  wonted 
gentleness,    but   repentant    tears   bedewed   the 


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cheeks  even  of  the  intruders.  Then  Randolph 
fell  at  the  Fairy's  feet  to  intercede  for  these 
creatures,  in  which  prayer  he  was  joined  by  the 
princess.  At  the  same  moment  the  dragons 
were  transformed  into  a  flock  of  doves,  the 
Fairy's  sign  of  truce.  She  then  opened  her 
arms  to  Randolph,  and  tenderly  embraced  him. 
"Son  of  my  heart,"  said  she,  " nobly  hast  thou 
withstood  this  last  temptation,  for  it  was  intended 
only  as  another  trial  of  your  virtue.  Had  you 
taken  advantage  of  my  offer  to  wreak  vengeance 
upon  your  enemies,  you  would  have  been  again 
stained  with  sin.  Live  hereafter  in  peace  and 
happiness,  and  know  that  your  fallen  country 
will  yet  arise  from  her  ashes  in  greater  glory 


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than  ever.  She  has  suffered,  but  she  is  purified, 
and  thus  prepared  for  greater  blessings  than 
before.  And  you,"  said  she,  looking  severely  at 
the  uninvited  guests,  "you  may  well  rejoice  that 
your  captor,  being  a  Confederate  soldier,  spurns 
to  trample  on  fallen  foes,  even  though  they  be 
the  pillagers  and  plunderers  of  his  own  house- 
hold. Repent  your  ways  while  you  have  time. 
A  respite  of  punishment  has  been  granted  to 
enable  you  to  return  and  warn  your  people 
against  Nemesis,  whose  uplifted  hand  is  ready 
to  strike  the  blow  that  will  carry  destruction  in 
its  wake.  Tell  them  to  unshackle  the  race  of 
heroes  they  have  enslaved,  that  then  temple  of 
liberty  may  not  be  shattered  and  sow  terror  in 


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their  midst.  Tell  them  to  restore  ill-gotten 
Snoods,  and  brinsr  content  to  the  sad  hearts  and 
plenty  to  the  scanty  boards  of  those  whom  they 
have  ruined.  Retribution's  sword,  sharper  than 
that  of  Mars,  is  suspended  over  them.  Go  avert 
the  evil  before  it  is  too  late."  Gracefully  waving 
her  wand,  a  number  of  gorgeous  and  magnificent 
balloons  appeared,  in  which  the  explorers  gladly 
departed  in  the  midst  of  the  acclamations  and 
rejoicings  of  the  inhabitants  of  the  moon. 

When  last  heard  from  the  party  had  landed 
at  the  Central  Park;  but  instead  of  trying  to 
convert  then  erring  people,  were  making  large 
fortunes  by  carrying  lovers  beyond  the  clouds, 
to  be  united  in  the  bonds  of  matrimony.*    They 

*The  writer  is  a  witness  to  the  fact  that  a  bridal  party  in  New 
York,  the  summer  of  1865.  had  their  marriage  celebrated  in  a  baloon 
during  its  ascent. 


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have  never  again  undertaken  to  invade  the 
moon,  but  there  is  no  knowing  what  may  yet 
take  place,  as  they  are  a  very  indefatigable 
people. 


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